It Doesn't Mean a Thing

Album: All At Once (2011)
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  • I never knew my mother
    I can't say it was so bad
    She was still a girl of seventeen the night she met my dad
    He was just six months out of Dhino
    Trying his hardest to stay clean
    And they'd sing and they'd sing and they'd sing
    Like doves sleeping with broken wings
    In a bed fit for a king
    It didn't mean a thing

    It was shot gun forest wedding
    But they forgot to bring the guns
    They were too busy counting promises
    To the children not yet born
    No one could afford the ride
    They just hitched up the 101

    And they'd sing and they'd sing and they'd sing
    Like doves dancing with broken wings
    With a view fit for a king
    It didn't mean a thing

    It was a loneliness
    They would confess
    Like the world had gone bad I guess
    So they hold hands and look into the eyes of God
    They'd say tell me why'd ya hide from us
    Why'd ya fill the world with wickedness
    Why'd ya spare us from your grace but not the rot

    Now my dad says fuck the details
    Just keep your head down hard
    Ya got to find yourself alone before you'll find the eyes of God
    You maybe broke and scared and mad as hell
    At the flesh of your own heartstrings
    But you were born to be a peasant not a king
    So just stop acting like your running from something
    Ya gonna leave the way you came without a thing
    With your heart tattooed and your mind tied to a string

    You just sing and you sing and you sing
    It doesn't mean a thing Writer/s: MIKEL FRANS JOLLETT
    Publisher: BMG Rights Management
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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